I walked to the art class and the door was closed. I didn't question it, so I walked up to it and I gave the door a very soft, but very noticeable knock. I stood there and looked around as there were still leaving the school, cheering that school was finally fone and over with. Wish I was them...happy to be out of school. However for me..out of school means that I either go back to my family or i go to my two jobs.

When I heard the door open, I looked to see a tall boy with dark blue died hair and tattoos, piercings, and yeah...it was Harry Styles. He looked at me funny and looked back into the class. "Are you holding detention today Ms?" "Strong of you to assume that I get detention," I said and he looked at me again. "Sorry...I just didn't know that you were going to be here," he told me and opened the door for me. I walked into the class and saw Mrs. Malik sitting st her desk.

"Alright! Nice to see that the two of you could make it," Mrs. Malik and got up. She walked to one canvas, picked it up, and passed it to Harry. "Thanks," he said before he took his seat and looked at his art for a bit. The teacher then went to the other canvas and picked it up. This time, she walked to me. "You guys can have as much time as you want to finish your artwork," she said with a smile.

"You do art?" I asked Harry and he chuckled. "Every second of every day. I love it. It's the only thing that can keep me from going over the edge," he said before picking up his paint and the paintbrushes that he was going to need. "You?"

"Same thing...it's another way for me to express myself, you know?" He hummed and I looked at my unfinished sketches. There were a few things that I was going to need to touch up on before I can start painting. As we were doing our art, we talked a lit more than we did this morning. His birthday is in February and it's on the 1st. He smiled pretty widely when I shared that mine was on Christmas eve.

"So I'm going to have to wish you a happy birthday and get you a gift," He said and I shook my head. "You don't really have to-" "I wasn't saying it as a question. I will do it. I'm a big spoiler to the people that I care for. I bought so many toys for my cat, and I only meant to buy him cat food. I bought Mrs. Malik's soon-to-be daughter an expensive outfit for when she grows up," Harry told me.

"Any exes that you spoiled? Or present girlfriend or boyfriend?" "Single. Always have been single. The only thing that I could get was a kiss from my cat. Pretty lonely life am I right?" He asked and I chuckled. Doesn't have to be that way anymore..."Is that so?" He asked and I looked up. "What?" I asked. Does this kid hear voices in his head or something? Is this one of those red flags that women get when they talk to certain guys?

He looked at me and I saw his green eyes sparkle and his smile widen. "My life doesn't have to be so bad anymore? That is what you said, right?" He asked me and I froze. Slowly, a blush came across my face. He smiled even more. "Well maybe your right. I did finally find a person that relates to me so well and understand me, you know? Like I finally feel a connection with someone that isn't married and pregnant, a cat, or a guy that I barely see."

"Hey!" Mrs. Malik spoke up defensively. I chuckled and nodded at him. "So when did you first start your art journey?" I asked and he thought for a moment. "Besides it being pretty bad, I'd say when I was 5. How about you?" "7 was when I was looking st videos about drawing, so I would say that was when I was starting to get serious about it," I shared and started to finish up on the art piece that was in front of me.

After about an hour of complete silence and music softly playing from Mrs. Malik's computer, Styles broke the silence and gained our attention.

"Well now I'm finished with my canvas if you want to take a look at it," he suggested and I looked at him, smiled, and nodded my head. Mrs. Malik was already making her way over to Harry. I put my art equipment to the side and stood up. I walked across of the classroom to get to where he was sitting. I looked over his shoulder and I was actually pretty impressed as to what he pulled together. "You weren't lying when you said that you express yourself through art," I told him and he nodded.

"How else could I do it? Coll thing is that I draw my tattoos. Meaning that all of these inked pieces are what I've drawn," he told me and I looked at his body to see what he meant. "I think I would like to see these drawings of yours then," I said with a friendly smile. "I can show you tomorrow if you want? We do have 1st period together anyways," he mentioned.

"Oh yeah, that did happen," I said. "Well ouch...that hurt." "You saw me this morning. My main priority was too sleep. I was that out of it," I said with a chuckle as I went back to my art and focused on it. "I will say this much. You look cute when you are focused," he complimented me and I stopped and looked at him. "Just saying," he said as he held his hand up. The two of us just laughed and I brushed my paintings on the canvas before I picked up my pencil and signed my name in the corner. "Now I am officially done with my painting," I announced and both (Mrs. Malik and Harry) walked over to see what it was all about.

"The two of you have so much in common it's crazy," Mrs. Malik told us and I looked at Harry right when he looked at me. "I guess you aren't wrong about that," Harry said and the two of us just nodded at one another, but we were smiling at one another this time. When Mrs. Malik cleared her throat, I blinked and looked at her. "Well I will be hanging these two up for display and for drying purposes, so the two of you are free to go if you want to," she said and I looked st the time. "Yeah, Liam will be livid if I show up late again," Harry said and walked to get his backpack.

"And Niall would have my head if I stay here any longer," I stated and began to put my things up. "I will clean up your areas. Just get going once you are ready to leave," she told the two of us and we nodded. When everything was in my bag, I swung my bag over my shoulder and I walked out of the class. I walked over to my locker to grab my helmet.

I heard feet walking behind me and a locker was opening right next to me. "Things were actually good in there," I heard Harry say and I chuckled. "Yeah, and that is pretty rare for me," I told him and I saw him pull something put of his locker. I just closed my locker and locked it before I turned to look at him. "You ride a motorcycle too?" He asked and I nodded. "What does yours look like?" I asked and he just walked to the front, so I just followed him.

We stepped out of the building and headed for the student parking lot. He then took his keys out and pressed the unlock button. I looked around for about a minute before I saw the bike blinking lights. "Sick," I said and immediately said, "Never saying that again," and that made him laugh. "How about you though?" He asked me and I took my own keys out and pressed the unlock button a few times. "Nice," he said and I hummed in agreement.

"Well I guess that I will see you tomorrow?" He guessed and I nodded my head and we gave one another a small wave. I walked to my motorcycle and I hopped on it. I put the key into the ignition before I put my helmet on and I roared my bike a few times before I backed out and drove out of the student's parking lot. I drove onto the main road and i was actually right behind the Styles kid.

He didn't notice me, but I wasn't expecting for him to. When the light turned green, Harry took a left as I went straight and headed to where my job was. Nandos. I drove onto a highway and I had music playing through my helmet as I was driving. I puatted my handlers whenever i was at a red light, but after about 20 minutes of me driving, I arrived at my workplace. I drove right into the parking lot and I went to the space that was specifically for me and I turned my motorcycle off as I was in my place.

I took my helmet off and shook my head a bit and brushed my hair up, fixing it up a bit. I got off of my bike and I walked through the front doors. "Hey Louis!" Niall greeted and I looked to see my boss that is also a really good of mine. He owned this fast food place for about 5 years now, and that's how long I have been working here. He found me when his wife hired me to be their dog walker.

"How are things Mr. Horan?" I asked as I walked up to him and shook his hand that he greatly held out to me. "Really great. My wife and I are trying for another baby!" He sheered and I smiled. "This one is the third one, isn't it?" I asked and he nodded his head. "Oh we just can't get enough!" "Well I hope for the best. To the both of you," u told him and he smiled at me. "Thank you Louis. How was the day for you?" He asked and I shrugged. "It was actually pretty nice." "Oh?"

"Yeah, met a nice lad that I relate to pretty well and the two of us are already on the friendship level. I mean...our loves are just so similar." "You should bring him over some time. I would like to know who exactly flipped my employees world around," Niall told me and I nodded. "I'll ask him if he would like to come tomorrow. He does have a job, so he may come over at night." "That's alright with me."

I smiled and walked past him and went to the back to get ready for work. I took my uniform out and I hung my helmet on the hook before I walked to the restroom to change into my jobs clothes. When I was ready, I walked out and walked up to the mirror. I practiced my smiles that the customers were going to be seeing.

Always have to be a positive worker here. Always. I can never falter of Niall will be on my ass. I sighed at that thought and just turned and walked out of the restroom. This time, I was at the window, doing the payments, so I was like the first person that they were going to be seeing.

After a long 10 minutes, I met with a family of 3. They gave me their card and asked a couple of things that is a bit questioning.

They asked for one of the meals to be in a doggy bag, and they wanted me to spit in the food. "Who is this for?" I asked. "Our faggot of a son Harry." I shut the door immediately and looked at Niall and he saw me do it. He walked over and was about to ask. "That's his family." "What?" "My friend that has the exact life that I do?" He nodded. "That's his family." "Okay?" "They asked me to put his food in a doggy bag and to spit in his food." "Oh.. what can we do though?" "I'll make him a meal. I'll pay for it myself. I'll ask my teacher for his number and I will call him up here."

"I'll have the cooks make the meal. You just cover his payments. Tell the family that they can pay for the three meals and that's all." I nodded and did what he said.

We are really the same huh?
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